Zhao Menghua did apply to foreign universities, although his grades are very good and promising, but there are many ways to go, and it is good after all.

However, the road of studying abroad is obviously not easy to follow, and it is not something that can be started just by good grades. Zhao Menghua has already received seven or eight replies in a row, and the beginning is much the same, all of them:

"Dear Applicants,

Thank you for your interest in our college, but sorry ......"

He sighed, remembering Chu Zihang, who studied abroad last year, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Today, I get up early, although it is Saturday, he is still reading, in recent years, many schools have begun semi-military management, most of the students get up at five or six or seven o'clock in the morning, go to bed at eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, and the time during this period is spent reading.

Although Zhao Menghua is smarter, Shilan High School's fifth day off and second day off obviously can't keep up with the "times".

So, he had to be self-conscious.

"Little master, there is your letter"

The one who spoke was the nanny who took care of Zhao Menghua from childhood to adulthood, Li Po, today she went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and by the way, she looked at her mailbox and saw a letter inside.

Zhao Menghua tore open the envelope, and the letter was actually written in Chinese:

Dear Mr. Zhao Menghua,

We have received your application, and after a thorough evaluation, congratulations on passing the initial review.

Please contact Norma Lawrence as soon as you receive this letter and she will arrange an interview with you.

If you have any questions, please also contact Nono.

Zhao Menghua put the letter down, he cheered, yes, and jumped off the floor of his house.

Sure enough, I, Zhao Menghua, still have someone to ask for, he thought excitedly.

。。。。。。

DiDi Di Di,

At nine o'clock this morning, Lu Mingfei was still sleeping under the covers, and the ringing of the phone woke him up.

"Ming Fei, you're still sleeping."

The aunt's voice on the other end of the phone rang like a magic sound,

Lu Mingfei sighed, sat up, and lied: "No, I'm already up." ”

"None? So how do I hear the crunch of the bed. ”

Hearing this, Ming Fei looked flustered, his face was anxious, but his heart was full of doubts, thinking:

Why did my aunt call?

"You're old now, and I can't talk about you anymore, but I'm here today to tell you: a guy from the Kassel Academy sent you an invitation letter, and it was delivered to our house, and now I've sent it to you."

"Oh, oh, oh," Lu Mingfei replied.

"They also gave a mobile phone in it, I see that you have already bought a mobile phone and gave it to your uncle to use," the aunt's voice on the phone over there was righteous words, and there was no guilt in the slightest.

"Oh, it's okay, my uncle's phone is really old, so I'll give it to him." Ming Fei scratched the back of his head and said indifferently. This kind of thing, my aunt has done a lot, and Ming Fei is used to it.

"There's a phone number in there, you can remember it, it's Professor Glydean, take a pen and write it down, don't forget."

"Oh"

Lu Mingfei hurriedly took a pen from the table, and looked left and right but couldn't find any paper, so he had to write it on the wall.

“137********”

My aunt said on the other end of the phone,

"How many is 137," Lu Mingfei asked.

"It's so stupid, I can't remember it twice, 137*******"

Lu Mingfei wrote 137 ******* on the white wall above the table, and then repeated it, and hung it over there after confirming that it was correct.

Touching his neck, Lu Mingfei was sleepy-eyed, looking at the numbers on the wall, he threw his mobile phone on the table, said something, yawned, and went back to sleep.

When he woke up, it was already half past eleven in the morning, sitting in his room, Lu Mingfei felt that his surroundings were empty.

Connected to QQ, invisible. Glancing at the wall clock on the wall, he saw the words left 18 hours ago, Chen Wenwen asked: Do you want to participate in the activities of the literary club tomorrow night.

Alas, Lu Mingfei saw the message sent by Chen Wenwen and sighed helplessly.

He remembered what happened three years ago, when Chen Wenwen was still his "goddess".

In Lu Mingfei's memory:

Chen Wenwen has fine and straight hair, which is very beautiful.

It was her first day at school, and Chen Wenwen was very low-key to be delivered by a Passat, she was wearing a white cotton skirt, a pair of lace white socks, and a cute Kitty hairpin in her long hair.

But, these are already old calendars,

Everyone is changing, some people change early, some people change late.

Lu Mingfei realized that he didn't like Chen Wenwen anymore, and on the day he re-entered Shilan, he saw this girl he had been familiar with and hadn't seen for a long time.

Speaking of which, Lu Mingfei had forgotten about her.

Now, back in the classroom, looking at this girl,

Maybe it's because she grew up, Ming Fei feels that Chen Wenwen is just a vulgar woman.

It's no different from others.

So, what does this girl want to do when she sends a message?

Lu Mingfei didn't understand.

When they were teenagers, most girls liked stars and worshipped idols, and when they were in their twenties, many girls' idols collapsed, and there were not many who liked celebrities and idols, and even fewer who liked celebrity idols when they were about thirty.

In other words, things gather like and people are grouped.

People who like Brother Chen Kai's son get together, and people who like Chen Wenwen get together.

Lu Mingfei felt that he was walking alone in a wilderness, and everyone around him had his own gang, only he didn't know where he was or where the road was.

"Live every day, 9 to 5, it's fine," he said to himself.

But, for some reason, he always felt that there was something shortcoming.

So what's missing?

Lu Mingfei didn't understand.

。。。。。。

Lu Mingfei's avatar jumps in the list, but it is still gray, which means that Lu Mingfei has crossed the line, but has left.

There was no reply, and Chen Wenwen felt a deep sense of loss.

What, are you busy? , Chen Wenwen thought angrily at QQ Lu Mingfei's interface.

Chen Wenwen watched Lu Mingfei's live broadcast yesterday, and felt that the distance between herself and Lu Mingfei may not be as close as him and those netizens.

Listening to Ming Fei talking about life abroad, she couldn't help but yearn for it.

Although Ming Fei said so, it's actually the same thing over there, if you've been there.

But the only good thing is that the labor law over there is not bad, haha.

Chen Wenwen likes the outside world, she wants to travel the world, go to France, or Italy, or beauty.

She yearns for the country of cherry blossoms and likes the country of cold......

watched the live broadcast and listened to Ming Fei's sermon:

In fact, some people always think that foreign countries are good.

I once read a book, foreign, a novel, and I forgot a lot of details.

It is said that there is a person who is very fascinated by our country, because most books describe our country as a golden land, the hometown of tea, and a country that everyone is fascinated by.

Lu Mingfei preached:

I'm afraid, everyone thinks the outside is good, but the outside is not as good as they think.

Ming Fei's words hit Chen Wenwen's heart directly, Chen Wenwen's eyes lit up, and for some reason she felt that Ming Fei in front of the computer screen was exuding a very dazzling light.

Chen Wenwen felt as if she had been seen through by someone from afar.

He was like a wise man.

Chen Wenwen has read many novels, and there are people passing by all over your world, and you don't have to remember me.

Chen Wenwen feels that these authors tell a book of hypocritical stories, which are not as good as those told by Ming Fei:

Concise.

What a boy. Chen Wenwen thought.

But obviously,

Lu Mingfei didn't know this, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, after eating, he called the one named Guderian or Guridian.

"I'm Lu Mingfei." Lu Mingfei said in English.

"Hello, Lu Mingfei."

The voice on the other side is actually Chinese, and it is a little lame.

"Hello, Professor Glydean." Lu Mingfei replied.

"Ah, dear sir,

I'm Guderian,

Not Guridan.

Did you hear me clearly?

It's Gouriande, no, Gouannried.

oh

I'm confused too.

Chinese is really hard. ”

Lu Mingfei heard the restlessness over there and replied.

"Why don't I call you, Professor Gu?"

"Okay, Professor Gu sounds very good, thank you for solving this problem that has troubled me for a long time, and my surname will be Gu in Chinese in the future."

"Well, that sounds great, so do you have a name?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"Not yet, do you have any good suggestions?" Professor Gu replied.

"I suggest that you have a surname Gu and then a name called De'an, how about it?"

"Is there anything to say about that?"

"Well, there are still sayings,

Virtue in our country is the consciousness of virtue and morality, and peace means peace and security. ”

"Oh, I see, put it this way: I'm a very good person, and I'm safe.

Thanks for the compliment. ”

"That's pretty much it."

Lu Mingfei frowned, the two of them had been chatting crookedly for a long time, and they didn't know if these people were liars.

Although I have spent time abroad, these foreigners do have some unique understanding of Chinese.

Lu Mingfei once saw a foreign boy tattoo a few words on his arm.

Department store wholesale

Incomprehensible tattoos.

Lu Mingfei realized that he didn't know how long he could talk about such nonsense, so he quickly cut to the chase and said, "Is there anything your school is looking for me?" ”

"Oh, dear Mr. Lu Mingfei, we sincerely invite you to attend this interview at the Kassel Academy, the interview will be held at the Regent Hotel, and the interview will be tomorrow afternoon, and we look forward to your coming."